Clifford Chapin walked quietly down the street with his hands in his pockets and with a relaxed expression, though of course, without losing his characteristic frown.
He stopped at the basketball court where he always plays one-on-one with his friend, Justin Briner. He was already there, punctual as always. But the big difference was that he was not alone.
And he wasn't alone. Of course not, he was with David Matranga. The annoyingly always handsome and cool older man. Justin just couldn't stop smiling at him and laughed at everything he did, while David just smiled cockily.
Why is he here? It was the only thing he could think of while he was watching the scene in anger. He was quite angry and to some extent, he was jealous.
He was about to approach them, with his inexhaustible frown and a great anger on him. When his eyes widened as he saw a kiss so intense that those two were sharing.
What?
His brain seemed to melt at that moment. An awkward pain seized his chest causing him great discomfort and uncertainty. Why did it hurt so much?
Like the stubborn idiot he was. He ignored that feeling in his chest and came coughing falsely to make his presence felt.
David separated from Justin with much discomfort and resignation. He loved it, loved the way the shy ginger's lips felt and how his slim body felt in his arms. It was perfect. He was the cutest boy he had ever seen. And now there was that annoying brunette ruining the moment.
"Clifford? This is the first time you're on time." Justin had a light and adorable blush on his cheeks.
"Whatever. Are we going to play? Or are you going to ditch me for Icy Hot?" He didn't care if he was rude to the other man. He was always hostile towards, David Matranga. He walks pass him and makes sure to discreetly hit his shoulder. He goes to the bench where he'll be leaving his things.
"It's nice to see you too, Clifford. Justin, I'm going to stay and watch you play. Then, I can give you a ride home. How does that sound?" The black haired man smirked at the redhead.
"That sounds like a great idea. I just hope you don't get bored..." He smiled sweetly at him, then allowed the older man to pull him in for another intense kiss. David gently strokes his cheek as he separates. "Let's have a good match, Cliff."
The brunette did not answer and only gave him a look that the redhead could not decipher. Is he upset?
Of course he was! He was very upset! No duh! Although he didn't understand why really. Why should he care about Justin playing tonsil hockey with David? He could do whatever he wanted!
He turned his face to meet the other man's penetrating chocolate eyes; that watched him with determination and challenging. Challenge? Why?
"Oh right, Clifford. Guess what? David, confessed to me today. We're sort of dating now. He's my boyfriend. Isn't that awesome!?" A huge and dazzling smile adorned the ginger's lips. Although this happiness can't be reflected in his eyes.
Something Inside Clifford broke when he heard this. As crazy as this may sound, He wished with all his heart that that this was not true. Why?
It bothered him that Justin was with him. David just looked like an older man who just wanted a young boy to fuck whenever he wanted.
"Is that so? Congratulations. I think?" he said with disinterest. The older man saw him frowning slightly and gave him a nice smile that just gave him a bad feeling.
"Thank you! Let's play some ball..." He headed to the court, giving his boyfriend a timid smile, nodding to the brunette without realizing it.
The game went as always, absurd arguing and screams that Clifford started. Such a cliche approach that two teenagers often took when flirting. An approach that is totally unnecessary and "innocent". Which did not go at all unnoticed by the black haired man who looked at them without losing detail of the game.
Justin's smile was so cheerful and genuine that it could infect even the sourest person in the whole world. Who in this case was his coworker, Clifford Chapin.
He couldn't help but smile at seeing his companion as cheerful and self-absorbed in the game, as always enjoying his company. It was those moments he enjoyed the most.
Inadvertently the redhead had become an indispensable person in his life, to such an extent that every day they were with each other. Whether it was playing, texting, talking on the phone, eating, shopping (Justin was worse than any woman at it, according to Clifford), or just hanging out. Although he was almost always fighting for nonsense, he enjoyed the ginger's presence to the fullest. He was so cheerful and spontaneous that it was impossible not to have fun with him. Every day by his side he was magnificent and he found something different that he liked.
And now he realized that was not a good thing. Surely now that he had a boyfriend he wasn't going to have time to be by his side like they've been doing for the last three years.
Because yes, that rare friendship that they had already had a good time going on. Now they were in their 3rd year of working on My Hero Academia.
Their friendship had arisen after they had worked together on the intense BakuDeku vs All Might scene. Since then they had become inseparable, to the astonishment and liking of all. Most of them already expected something like this. Since Clifford and Justin were so similar to how Bakugo and Deku were as kids. Which made it almost impossible not to be friends. Although, they were obviously still rivals.
They were always trying to compete in everything, even if it was the most absurd thing, they dived into their own world and concentrated on trying to beat the other. But that's how they understood each other and had fun.
"Yes! It's my victory Cliff!" Justin was jumping on a foot of joy.
No matter how many times it happened and he won. He kept celebrating as if it were the first time.
"Shut up, you damn nerd! The next one will be my victory, Justin!" The brunette frowned and aimed it with his finger declaring war again. So yes, he kept getting angry like it was the first time too.
"You want to go again?! I'm going to beat you, Clifford!" He was about to launch into the shorter man to start a childish, ridiculous 'punch' fight, which always ended in a tickle war, when he felt David's arms around his waist.
"You were amazing, Justin! There's definitely no one better than you in basketball." The man's possessive action caused Clifford to want to gag. How grabby could that man be? And how was it possible for Justin to put up with all that? He's sure it was because, of the other's good looks.
"You really think I'm that good?" Clifford was about to answer that. But a surprise kiss from the David to Justin made him stop and look away. It was definitely awkward seeing that. Is that how it was going to be now? What a nuisance!
He didn't like interruptions. Much less if they came from, David Matranga. Especially now that he was dating his Justin.
Rewind and freeze...
What? Did he just say, 'his' Justin. What the hell was wrong with his brain?!
"Cliff!" The yell from the ginger made him turn and blush instantly. He was very close and those piercing, bright blue eyes looked at him closely, like analyzing him.
"What the fuck do you want?!" He gave him a slight nudge, taking him away from his personal space. Why did he get so nervous?
"Buddy, I've been talking to you like for 5 minutes and you haven't listened to me." The taller boy's eyebrows rose, making the more muscular one laugh. That gesture made him look so childish and tender all at once. He loved Justin's expressions. Each and every one of them.
"What do you want?"
"I have to go, David is waiting for me... See you later?" His heart was again aching when he heard that man's name.
"Yes, you should leave already. Your precious boyfriend is waiting for you..." He couldn't avoid the annoying and jealous tone in his voice.
Justin raised his fist at the height of his chest, waiting for Clifford to lift his up and then crash and say goodbye.
The brunette was about to not, he was upset and jealous. He didn't want to stop and think again why. But, to see Justin's smile, the one who was always dedicated to him and one which he will rejoice just by seeing it. A smile that started softening his heart as usual and made him bump fists with him. Clifford started smiling in a very Bakugo smile that he possessed. A very peculiar and sensual one.
"See you, stupid."
Justin took his things and then walked out towards the exit where his sexy, manly husband awaited him with a smile. He took his hand, gave him a tender kiss on the lips and began to walk.
Clifford observes them quite hurt and upset. What did that asshole think he was doing by showing off in front of him? Because yes, that fucking jerk had dared to dedicate the most wicked and triumphant gaze to the brunette. A clear sign of 'He's mine and you can't have him.'
He took his things and headed home. He chatted with his friend and costar, John Michael Tatum. He told him that Justin was now dating David.
Which had been a total mistake. His friend had bombarded him with questions, demanding all the juicy details of the matter. He sounded quite upset and disappointed. But why? Justin was free to do whatever he wanted.
As he was just saying his goodbyes to the other man. The older man's words left him stiff and astonished in his place.
"I always wanted Justin to end up with you. It's a pity."
With him?
"Yes, The two of you make such a cute couple. It's too bad."
His eyes almost went out of his face as he heard his friend's comment. What was he saying?!
But how could he think of something so absurd?! He shook his head trying to ward off those thoughts and follow his way to his room. I couldn't even think of something as crazy as that. Him and Justin together? What a joke!
Although, on the other hand... His mind began to ramble into the possibility of that happening, the truth is that he was not going to deny that Justin attracted him, and not just because of his cuteness.
The taller man was simply fascinating. He was cheerful, spontaneous, innocent, sweet. His face was extremely cute, despite having that freakishly tall height and we couldn't forget about his ass. He had to admit the first time he noticed his ass. He was shocked! But how could he not! Who would expect someone so lanky to have such a big ass!
Thinking of a thousand things and nothing at once, he fell asleep. Dreaming of a cute and submissive ginger under his body, shouting his name in an outrageous and obscene way.